A Mind in Motion

*****As I have stated before, any stories I attempt to have publish, but do not succeeded in doing, will end up here. This is a two part series where I was to tell the same story from two different perspectives--making them, in the end, two different but intertwined stories. The first is titled - "It All Ended With A Bang" It all ended with a bang. But it had started with a boom. When his tiny apartment had rattled so hard he could hear it—as well as feel it—over the music blaring in his headphones, he had wheeled back from the multiple monitors at his desktop and had shuffled curiously to the large window in his studio apartment. There, squaring off like combatants in an arena, was a patrol officer and some shaggy haired guy on the street below. The lights from the officer’s motorcycle flickered off of his building and the neighboring one across the street in a shutter effect, making the two men move as if they were in slow motion—each punch, kick and shove illu...

     She stared up at the colossus, it's dark metal almost translucent in the poring rain, while thunder crashed around them. Inky silhouettes of the surrounding woods danced and jerked about her periphery, flashes of lightening flickering like wild fireflies between them to cast eerie shutters of chaos and horror.      But she was unafraid.      Here, standing sentry in an abandoned farm field was their salvation.      She had heard the stories, from her parents, her school friends, even her teachers, of the mysterious mechanical giants who had once--long ago--faced the hoard and saved humanity.      They had not fallen from the sky, nor had risen from the ground below.      No, they had assembled themselves, one by one, unseen in abandoned warehouses--spontaneous creation in the absence of a creator--she had once heard it described. No one knew why. The magnificent creatures o...

*****Previously***** It was warm, light feeling, and so much more than she had ever expected. ***** Yes, the humans had indeed survived and they had thrived, with passion and intelligence that far outweighed the sterile narrow mindedness of the Amaras. “What do we do now,” asked Nysa as she fidgeted with nervous excitement between her mothers. “We find placement and passage to our new home,” replied Sitara with a broad smile as she nodded towards a booth along the far wall that read ‘ECIS--Earth Citizenship and Immigration Services’ above it. “This is not at all what I expected,” murmured Tasya to her wife as they made their way across the station. “What did you expect? That we would just find empty space and descend down to Earth’s surface like some Galactic Deities?” “Not deities, no but...something along those lines at least.” Laughing, Sitara shook her head and squeezed her wife’s hand. “You and your over romanticized imaginatio...

***Previously*** She could only imagine how the doctors who had helped conceive them felt when they were finally born. ***** It must have been gut wrenching. And bitter upon the tongue with envy and fear. She didn’t fault them, no matter how much she wanted to, because she knew the story, they all did, of how humanity lost its mortality and home world to chaos. But she despised the way her family had suffered for no reason at all. The swooshing of the cabin door pulled her from her thoughts and Tasya turned with her wife to smile at their children who scrambled up to hug them before going to their own seats. “Are we really about to pass Mars,” asked Mosi, their eldest. He leaned as far forward in his seat as he could, his hazel eyes alight with curiosity and fascination. Sitara nodded, glancing at their son as she adjusted their flight path. “We are just passing between Remus and Romulus now.” “They are so big,” whisper...